A trace of ferocity appeared on Old Devil Gu's face.
With the Demon Sect's character of repaying even the smallest grudge, he naturally could not possibly let Lin Xuan go. It seemed there was a need to act personally.
At the same time, elsewhere.
The sky was somewhat dim. This was a desolate wilderness without a trace of human habitation. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and then space blurred. Something similar to a Teleportation Array appeared out of thin air.
Wooo...
A humming sound rose loudly. As time passed, in no more than a few breaths, that Teleportation Array went from blurry to clear.
Immediately afterward, Lin Xuan emerged in midair.
He shook his head, and that slight dizziness instantly vanished without a trace.
Lin Xuan immediately released his divine sense with extreme vigilance. There was nothing amiss nearby, and only then did the expression on his face relax.
A Random Teleportation Talisman, as its name implied, teleported without any direction, so Lin Xuan also did not know where he was now.
How far was he from the Heavenly Corpse Sect's main altar, and had he already escaped the crisis?
These were all questions that urgently needed to be clarified.
Thinking this, Lin Xuan released his divine sense again, stretching it as far as possible.
Very soon, he raised his head. Then, with azure light rising around his body, he shot forward.
How swift was Lin Xuan's escape light now? A distance of more than two thousand li passed in only an instant.
In a stretch of Gravel Wasteland, more than ten cultivators had gathered, standing in clearly separated groups. Judging from their clothing, they should belong to two small sects or clans.
A young man and young woman stood in the field. Both looked